During this I found he had a rather nice fat cock, with lots of foreskin hiding a bulbous slippery head. A cockring was keeping it nice and hard. Afte... a while he said "I've got to go get some air" and dove out of the room. He only crossed into the showers so I copied and we found ourselves at opposite ends soaping ourselves, with another chap in the middle. I really wasn't sure what was going to happen but I stepped out, dried myself and slowly made my way along the corridor. He followed. Then. He gave the hated little curtsey he had been trained to do andhe heard the giggles and the quiet Oh my God. Sheila said Beth will youserve the girls coffee? It was a question but he knew it was an order. Hegave another curtsey and said the required yes Mistress. He heard anotherOh my God and even more giggles. He would wait until these women went homebefore he confronted her about this humiliating treatment of him. Afterall he was her husband, he was the man around here.He knew or had met all. ”We both stared out into the sunset for another minute or two, not saying anything but just soaking up the warm breeze and great view. “This is really nice having you here, John. I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time,” she said, still staring off into the distance.“Me too, Wendy. I’m glad we’re able to have this time together, just the two of us. Glad it worked out this way.”I turned to look at her and noticed she was now looking at me too. We both smiled and took another sip from. She looked more like a beauty queen or a fashion model instead of my tour guide that day. She had taken a shower, braided her hair like an Indian Princess, and had put on a rather short native costume. Her bare legs were long and thin, her arms were bare, and her makeup was perfect. Her mother smiled when Christine entered the room. When she saw me staring at her, Christine gave a slow turn to show off her costume. Her dress was so short in the back that from my sitting position I could see her.